of my blog. haha. I usually miss these…but here I am, I’ve been blogging (here anyway) for a year. *fills with some sense of accomplishment* I originally started this blog to document my “firsts” of adult/married life and living up north. Back in my political blogging days I would have called myself a “breakfast blogger”
It’s been overcast since Sunday, and according to the widget on my dashboard, we won’t be getting any sun until Saturday. I usually like rainy days…when they last a day and then there’s sunshine, but it feels horribly depressing when there’s no sun for days on end; Even when there are happy things going on
This morning I was thinking of things that I really really want to do (with Alex and by *myself),or be able to do someday, even though they won’t really happen now. <introspective mood> – Go dancing (either something fancy or just a random dance party) – Explore Europe (England, France, Italy?) – Walk on the
Is probably the most complex, intricate, beautiful, and unique thing ever created. In more conservative circles, things as simple as drawing the human body in it’s natural form is frowned upon at best and often times is accompanied by a connotation of perversion. But why? The human body is beautiful, why should we not try
Last week was an overload – on Monday I was depressed, Tuesday I was stressed, Wednesday I got my first ever pink slip from the police (who explained my inspection sticker was expired and I explained I had no idea and was looking at -apparently- the wrong number), Friday we found out that everything inspection-related
In which I do my own rendition of the tiny picture. By default it won’t be anywhere close to the original.